Lyrics

Waiting for the Resurrection

Beverly, I don’t know why the Streets of Peterborough sparkle after midnight
I walk down this road to the river
where the current flows
About 48 times and it’s gonna be 49 tonight.
You don’t have to tell me how your life is doing
And you don’t have to smile
if the hallway isn’t in the right light
My teacup misses you and the Christmas holidays were a cyclone
And the Titanic child is sinking still tonight
Still sinking -

And I’m waiting for the Resurrection
Waiting for the Resurrection
Waiting for the Resurrection

You and me, we are going to survive this storm
We are going to find the fields of sun
You and me, we are going to reshape these shadows
Kiss into the unbeginning of the unbegun

I don’t know what you’re learning at university
But I know I’m learning to be lost
And to be alright with it
‘Cause the January grass blades have a funny way
Of blooming on their own if you only learn
to go with it

And I’m waiting for the Resurrection
Waiting for the Resurrection
Waiting for the Resurrection

And this rain you know it, it will continue
Like a hundred thousand childhood years ago
Beverly, we’re gonna wake up one day and realize
We were never separate snowflakes
There was only just the snow
And if the sun decides to shine
If the sun decides to shine
I’ll still hold your hand in mine

Waiting for the Resurrection